Hot Cha

Hot Cha, where are you?

Everybody's eyes are closed

I can't see why I miss you so

So Hot Cha, where are you?

First time Hot Cha went away

A floating island was his home

then the phone rang off the hook

And Hot Cha had to run back home

Second time he went away

Left the bathtub running over

Stereo on and cooking bacon

Never came back to tell us why

If that honey would come back

We would throw such a party

Drink and cook the prodigal son

Fondue forks for everybody